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cause_n	judge_n	king_n	law_n	5,155	5	5.2571	4	true

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
B12027	The tragedie of Chabot admirall of France as it vvas presented by her Majesties Servants, at the private house in Drury Lane. Written by George Chapman, and Iames Shirly.; Chabot	Chapman, George, 1559?-1634.; Shirley, James, 1596-1666. aut	1639 (1639)	STC 4996; ESTC S107727	39,582	70

my crowne off Qu. I was ignorant Then of his worth and heard but the report Of his accusers and his enemies Who never mention in his character Shadowes of any vertue in those men They would depresse like Crowes and carrion birds They sly ore slowrie Meades cleare Springs faire Gardens And stoope at carcasses for your owne honour Pitty poore Chabot King Poore and a Colossus What could so lately straddle ore a Province Can he be fallen so low and miserable To want my pitty who breakes forth like day Takes up all peoples eyes and admiration It cannot be he hath a Princely wife too Qu. I interpose not often Sir or presse you With unbecomming importunitie To serve the profitable ends of others Conscience and duty to your selfe inforce My present mediation you have given The health of your owne state away unlesse Wisedome in time recover him King If he proove No adulterate gold triall confirmes his value Qu. Although it hold in mettle gracious Sir Such fiery examination and the furnace May wast a heart that 's faithfull and together With that you call the feces something of The precious substance may be hazarded King Why you are the chiefe engine rais'd against him And in the worlds Creede labour most to sinke him That in his fall and absence every beame May shine on you and onely guild your fortune Your difference is the ground of his arraignement Nor were we unsollicited by you To have your bill confirm'd from that that spring Came all these mighty and impetuous waves With which he now must wrastle if the strength Of his owne innocence can breake the storme Truth wonot lose her servant her wings cover him He must obey his fate Con. I would not have It lie upon my fame that I should be Mentioned in Story his unjust supplanter For your whole Kingdome I have beene abused And made beleeve my suite was just and necessary My walkes have not beene safe my closet prayers But some plot has pursued me by some great ones Against your noble Admirall they have frighted My fancy into my dreames with their close whispers How to uncement your affections And re●der him the fable and the scorne Of France Qu. Brave Montmorancie King Are you serious Con. Have I a soule or gratitude to acknowledge My selfe your creature dignified and honor'd By your high favours with an equall truth I must declare the justice of your Admirall In what my thoughts are conscious and will rather Give up my claime to birth title and offices Be throwne from your warme smile the top and crowne Of subjects happinesse then be brib'd with all Their glories to the guilt of Chabots ruine King Come come you over act this passion And if it be not pollicie it tasts Too greene and wants some counsell to mature it His fall prepares your triumph Con. It confirmes My shame alive and buried will corrupt My very dust make our house-genious grone And fright the honest marble from my ashes His fall prepare my triumph turne me first A naked exile to the world King No more Take heede you banish not your selfe be wise And let not too much zeale devoure your reason Enter Asall As Your Admirall Is condemn'd Sir King Ha strange no matter Leave us a great man I see may be As soone dispatch'd as a common subject Qu. No mercy then for Chabot Enter Wife and Father Wif. From whence came That sound of Chabot then we are all undone Oh doe not heare the Queene she is no friend To my poore Lord but made against his life Which hath too many enemies already Con. Poore soule shee thinkes the Queene is still against him Who employeth all her powers to preserve him Fa. Say you so my Lord daughter the Queen 's our friend Wif. Why doe you mocke my sorrow can you flatter Your owne griefe so be just and heare me sir And doe not sacrifice a subjects blood To appease a wrathfull Queene let mercy shine Vpon your brow and heaven will pay it backe Vpon your soule be deafe to all her prayers King Poore heart she knowes not what she has desir'd Wif. I begge my Chab●ts life my sorrowes yet Have not destroid my reason King He is in the power of my Lawes not mine Wif. Then you have no power And are but the emptie shadow of a King To whom is it resign'd where shall I begge The forfeit life of one condemn●d by Lawes To partiall doome King You heare he is condemn'd then Fa. My sonne is condemn'd fit King You know for what too Fa. What the Iudges please to call it But they have given t● a name Treason they say Qu. I must not be denied King I must deny you Wif. Be●lest for ever for t Qu. Grant then to her King Chabot condemn'd by law Fa. But you have power To change the rigor in ●our breast there is A Chancellor above it I nere had A suite before but my knees joyne with hers To implore your royall mercy to her Lord And take his cause to your examination It cannot wrong your Iudges if they have Beene steer'd by conscience Con. It will fame your Iustice King I cannot be prescrib'd you kneele in vaine You labour to betray me with your teares To a treason above his gainst my owne Lawes Looke to the Lady Exeunt Enter Asall As Sir the Chancellor King Admit him leave us all Enter Chancellor How now my Lord You have lost no time and how thrive the proceedings Cha. T was sit my gracious Soveraigne time should leave His motion made in all affaires beside And spend his wings onely in speed of this King You have shew'd diligence and what 's become Of our most curious Iusticer the Admirall Cha. Condemn'd sir utterly and all hands set To his conviction King And for faults most foule Cha. More than most impious but the applausive issue Strooke by the concourse of your ravish'd subjects For joy of your free Iustice if there were No other cause to assure the sentence just Were proofe convincing King Now then he sees cleerely That men perceive how vaine his Iustice was And scorne him for the foolish net he wore To hide his nakednesse i st not a wonder That mens ambitions should so blinde their reason To affect shapes of honesty and take pride Rather in seeming then in being just Cha. Seeming has better fortune to attend it Then being sound at heart and vertuous King Professe all nothing doe like those that live By looking to the Lamps of holy Temples Who still are busie taking off their snuffes But for their profit sake will adde no oyle So these will checke and sentence every fame The blaze of riotous blood doth cast in others And in themselves leave the sume most offensive But he to doe this more deceives my judgement Than all the rest whose nature I have sounded Cha. I know Sir and have prov'd it King Well my Lord To omit circumstance I highly thanke you For this